Autumn Rufous Hummingbird

Shades of Sunsets fly on wayward winds...

My Heart becomes a Haven for Hummers as 

colors of Autumn leaves flutter in October mist... 

I long for the scented Kiss of your tender Lips 

when flowers lingered in the shadow of the Moon...  

Reviews

[barleygirl]

The HARVEST MOON is almost upon us! It's been shining in thru my wall of windows all night long the last few nights! Yippee! I'm already catching the humming magic . . . the hummingbirds have been feisty, they come right up to my face to say "hi" as I'm watering my garden! We seem to be having an early autumn & hopefully this translates into early rains becuz we sooooo need it! Thanks for fluttering all the way around autumn & spreading your contagious joy (((HUGS)))

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Margie... so many changes in the Moon... and now we have a Full Moon... resonating the Magic of knowledge and wisdom. We must each do our part to share with friends that our World will survive with Innovation and hard work... even with the Immigrants helping to "Build" Homes and "learn trades". That is what our Country is all about. Our Leaders need to divert much of the Trillions to building accommodations after inviting the World into our Country. We can do it... together with the help of the Trillions allocated to the Prioriies of the Human Race ... which is Food and Shelter with sanitary conditions. How can we survive a Pandemic if we do not Practice Sanitary Conditions. Our forefathers managed to do that... so why is it that our "Leaders" do not Act upon that Pre-requisite? Amen

[barleygirl]

I would venture to say that the full moon gets you REVVED UP . . . just like it does me! My mind races & the poems flow! (((HUGS)))

[JE Falcon]

Nice, so very nice. The use of visuals here were wonderful, and the thoughts were touching.

[Coyote Poetry]

So beautiful dear Pat. You made the words dance to perfect and meaningful poetry. I love the Hummingbird. I have seen none in my part of Michigan this year. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my ... how romantic and stunning in it's simplicity and your love of nature .. never would have connected a hummer with a kiss but it is perfect ... they approach with such delicate caution and tenderness .. taking small kisses many times .. love it! we should be like hummingbirds ;) Beauregard woke me up around 2 AM wanting out and that moon is as full as can be ... throwing shadows and cloud shadows sailing across her glorious light ... love this poem .. it's a gem says i!
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene... yes, the Moon is full and proud to have been through many phases. We now live in a home where we have a second floor high up with many Windows. I wake at night and walk around to view the Moon... up close and personal... it is fascinating that we all see the same Moon. Our Creator was quite an Astronomer. When I was in College 50 miles North of San Francisco... I worked for the Astronomy Teacher who had the entire Attic of a large Building for her Sky Gazing. It was an experience that is always on my mind. I was only nineteen years old. In the scene of things... God created the Firmament and beyond. I believe. truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

oh ... yes! God the Creator of all things displays His majesty and plan in all we see .. it astounds me how there are alleged atheists in the world .. delicate strength is woven even into granite and ferns ... what a wonderful memory you have of those days working for the Professor. I can only imagine the blessed input she had on you at that time.

[Fran Marie]

Awhh yes the hues of autumn
are lively and lovely making glad
our hearts ..as the tress display
a picturesque collage of colors
as the humming birds hum along in
sweet harmony

nicely done verse

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Fran... so lovely to touch feelings through the seasons. Autumn colors fly like butterflies when the Wind blows rose tinted persimmon leaves downwards like falling blessings to nourish the Earth.
tenderly, Pat

[Fran Marie]

Always good to read you Dear Pat;

[Kerra]

This is a wonderful, beautiful write

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Kerra... may you find solace and smiles as Autumn turns the world into a Kaleidoscope of
sunsets that defy the storms of yesterdays woes.
gently, Pat

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I absolutely love the sounds of fluttering hummingbird wings. I can hear them at times dancing outside my bedroom window and it's just so magical. This is a glorious homage to those lovely flighty little creatures. Thank you Patricia for this artful little poem.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Carlos... we need the flutter of hummingbird wings in order to sing with Natures symphony all the pleasures of a blue sky and images of Angels and love ones among the clouds of memories. softly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Soft, hushed words of a spectacular season which brings love to the fore. As the hummer kisses a plant, so the humans embrace in the October mist.
Nice Pat!
Best
Betty

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty... lovely to read your words... as some Birds are headed South to share the Magic of being free even though the path may be rough. truly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Pat, ditto for you!!

[lightsong]

Oh my!! dear Pat!! since first line You immediately took my breath and heart away!! gorgeous, so gorgeous... heavenly... a language not only to be read but to be felt by heart, this is how true Romance should be, spiritual, tender, a breathtaking blessing... warm, so warm... that it swells the heart with tears of its overwhelmed warmth. Thank You for sharing such a blissful experience.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Light... I can only think of how so many Immigrants only have the Sky and Trees for Shelter.
We live in a World where Life is carried by the Wind... and it is a time to ponder the unknown and
come to the Alter of Nature and the Fish of the Sea to serve the needs of hunger and divine guidance.
tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Now that the Moon has become forlorn... we linger in the
shadows of green pastures where flowers once bloomed...
and Hummers sipped nectar until the night became a bed of
dreams where lovers slept and angels wept... gently, the Author Pat